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           Five

Riding bikes, jumping high I was only five

Playing with dolls and rolling on the dirt  I was only five

Always smiling and full of life I was five

Daddy started yelling , Mommy started crying I was five

Daddy was no longer at the dinner table I was five

Mommy and I moved to GIGI's house I was five

I waited for daddy at the door I was five

Daddy doesn’t visit me anymore I was five

Daddy has a new family I was five

Daddy doesn’t love me anymore I was five

I didn’t want to see daddy anymore I was five

I graduated with honors Daddy wasn't there

I got married and had kids Daddy wasn’t there

Daddy got really sick I wasn’t there

Daddy on his death bed begged I didn't cry

Daddy said he loved, me I didn’t believe him

"I'm sorry I left you when you were five I know you're hurting"

I used to cry and begged but Daddy it’s too late I am no longer five

Where Is My Daddy? 

 Where is my Daddy?

I said, "I do not know"?

This hurts her

Cutting deep into her soul

Why has my Daddy not called?

Does he not love me like he said he did…..after all?

I see her little face

The sadness in her eyes

She tries hard to disguise

The loneliness………That you have left behind

As she waits for my reply

I try to make her smile

To make her eyes bright and shinny

A kiss upon her cheek

The pain inside runs too deep

The tears she knew

Have been few

Her feelings………. she hides very well……way out of view

This must be my fault? She quietly said.

Echoing with a haunted dread……..

Is my Daddy….. perhaps dead?

I reassure her……. by a pat on her little head

Why then have I not seen his face?

Why has his presence not been at “our” place?

Does he not love me………. seek me to embrace?

Does he not want my kisses all over his face?

Has my daddy ….fell on his head?

Lying cold…… alone on a road…..possibly dead?

For I know my Daddy……

Something must be terribly wrong

For he would never……tally this long

He would already be here…singing me a song

This is a burden much too big…….. for a little girl to carry alone

She just misses her Daddy………and wants him to come back home

This she would never admit…..

To say those words… she’s afraid she would forget

So she hides her feelings deep inside

To say them out loud……would only make her cry

Written for ~ J

MMH

12/27/13

Be all I see, Lord

For this I pray

Guide me and love me

Every day

Show me your goodness

Through hardness and strife

And I’ll love you, Daddy

For all of my life

Be Thou my vision

And give me Your eyes

So I can see other’s

Pain through their lies

Give me Your heart, Lord

To love as You do

For I once was like them;

And You made me new

Help them to see, Lord

The love that we share

Your son, my Daddy

‘Cause of Calvary there

Help them to know You

As loving and kind

Creator of all things

Glory divine

Give them the vision

As they look at this world

That they all are special

Every boy and girl

That they’re lost, but You made

A way to come back

And they’re all welcome

To the love that they lack

Your arms are wide open

For you’ve paid our price

Blood to save us

Love’s sacrifice

Can’t they see You?

On Calvary’s tree

Giving forgiveness

Dying for me

I can't wait to see your newborn baby face
To have you as my child is something I can't replace
Can't wait to hold your fragile little body in my arms
I'll always be there cause your cry is my fire alarm
You don't ever have to worry cause daddy's got your back
Please don't cry, just take a nap and baby just relax
You don't need to rush, just take things at your own pace
I can't wait to do things with you like tie your shoe lace
I promise to be a good father and raise you right
You will be my first son I know that you'll be so bright
To you my little buddy I want to be Mr. Incredible
Can't wait for your birthday it will be a festival
Longing to see your face with daddy's smile
I know I'm ahead of myself and that it'll be a while
Cause mommy doesn't have you, That is still in store
I'm excited for the future and I can't wait til you're born

She sure was a beauty, said she was mine
But her daddy didn’t think so, that wasn’t fine
In the dirt driveway, he drew a line
And pulled out his Silver 1911

He was old school, with a fighter inside
Said that with me she couldn’t take a ride
Said she’d leave over his dead hide
And pulled out his Silver 1911

They’d been hurt before, so I didn’t mind
Said I didn’t plan anything of the kind
If he’d see my true blue, then he would find
A heart like his Silver 1911

The best of the best
The leader of the West
That fought for what was right
The bringer of the law
By a real quick draw
That won every fight
God’s Holy wrath
And if you do the math
There’s a lot more right than wrong
Written in it’s past
There’s nothing quite as fast
As a Silver 1911

Well, that seemed to hit a cord
His stepping away was a sign of the Lord
And I took him with us in my old Ford
With his Silver 1911

Now I know just how he felt
A daughter of my own that’ll make a heart melt
So to inspire the boy’s Holy fear, on the side of my belt
Is my Silver 1911

June 20, 2010
By Taylor Springs

you refused to hold me
or even take my hand
wipe away a tear
why couldn't you do that?
Momma says you left
when I was two or three
I don't remember you
do you, remember me?
I'm really growing now
and doing pretty good
I still don't understand you
and I don't, wish I could
Some kids, say they love him
and they call him Dad
how am I supposed to love,
what I never had?
other kids
have memories
with their dear, old dad
how am I supposed to know,
without even a photograph?
Special day
to let you know
what you mean to me
you don't mean a lot
needless to say
you gave up
and left behind
what could have been
your life
I wish you had chosen
another life
another route
another way
think about
who you could be today
you could have a family
full of laughter and love
but most importantly
you could have me
and I, could have a daddy
but you didn't
and I don't
wish I could say hello
Hi, Dad
but it's kind of hard
when you don't
pick up the phone
do you know it's me?
Is that why, you let it ring?

Daddy, why do you have to yell so much?
Hurting feeling and breaking hearts.

Daddy, why do you have to scream at mommy?
Nobody likes yelling, especially her.

Daddy, why do you want to take everything away?
Burning down a house just to get your way.

Daddy, why do you say this isn't my fault?
When i know i did something wrong.

Daddy, why yell all the time?
Happiness is a better feeling

Why hurt people daddy?
Sometimes i feel like running away...